Lletres: The Black Dahlia Murder. Nocturnal. Everything Went Black.
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Crawling the walls, through every crack and crevice teems blackness washing over the windowpanes, painting the buildings in between. Creeping down the alley ways consuming every street, soundless swarm of nothingness sure to doom us all.
Pulling screaming earthlings into its toothless jaws, endlessly begging, spreading with no sign of stop. Horror of horrors truely maddening in size, running just prolongs the end inevitably, it strives.
Where has it come from? How can it be stopped? So quickly we're to meet our end, our empire we have lost. Karmatic armegeddon, no religion could foresee a planet once forsaken, not even a memory.
Streetlights bend into the void, cars enveloped into the darkness, deeper than a blind man's sleep, soon to paint the world. Insatiable in hunger, it drinks the sea without a belch, stretching to the other side where it is sure to meet itself.
[Solo]
Unearthly vacuum devouring, the hourglass now empty, it's time to say goodbye. Watching your life flash before mortal eyes, terror fills your heart, screams of anguish greet your ears.
Living death, voracious, insidious, impervious to damage. We are slaughtered as if lambs. Horror of horrors truely maddening in size, running just prolongs the end inevitably, it strives.
Where has it come from? How can it be stopped? So quickly we're to meet our end, our empire we have lost. Karmatic armegeddon, no religion could foresee a planet once forsaken, not even a memory
Crawling the walls, through every crack and crevice teems blackness washing over the windowpanes, painting the buildings in between. Creeping down the alley ways consuming every street, soundless swarm of nothingness sure to doom us all.
Pulling screaming earthlings into its toothless jaws, endlessly begging, spreading with no sign of stop. Horror of horrors truely maddening in size, running just prolongs the end inevitably, it strives.
Where has it come from? How can it be stopped? So quickly we're to meet our end, our empire we have lost. Karmatic armegeddon, no religion could foresee a planet once forsaken, not even a memory.
Streetlights bend into the void, cars enveloped into the darkness, deeper than a blind man's sleep, soon to paint the world. Insatiable in hunger, it drinks the sea without a belch, stretching to the other side where it is sure to meet itself.
[Solo]
Unearthly vacuum devouring, the hourglass now empty, it's time to say goodbye. Watching your life flash before mortal eyes, terror fills your heart, screams of anguish greet your ears.
Living death, voracious, insidious, impervious to damage. We are slaughtered as if lambs. Horror of horrors truely maddening in size, running just prolongs the end inevitably, it strives.
Where has it come from? How can it be stopped? So quickly we're to meet our end, our empire we have lost. Karmatic armegeddon, no religion could foresee a planet once forsaken, not even a memory
The Black Dahlia Murder
Nocturnal
The Black Dahlia Murder